208: Chapter 208 The End of Being Burned in Flames

Outside Zhaoge City.

Standing on the high ground, the various lords quietly observing the situation in Zhaoge City naturally noticed this scene as well.

Su Daji's sudden betrayal was actually beyond their comprehension.

Especially for the Ji Dynasty army standing at the very center of the lords.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a high hat and looking majestic and brave stood alone on the high slope, looking toward Zhaoge City.

It was none other than King Wu of Ji, Ji Fa.

"This Su Daji..."

"As expected of someone from the Hehuan Sect."

"So insidious, cunning, and fickle..."

"But in the end, it was actually her who personally ended that tyrant's life; it truly was beyond my expectations..."

Seeing this, the attendants on both sides stepped forward and pointed at the flames rising from the Star-Plucking Tower.

"King Wu..."

"Many of our brothers from Western Zhou have also rushed inside..."

"This..."

King Wu of Ji waved his hand.

"This is a war."

"In war, people always die; it is normal."

"That Su Daji stayed by Di Xin's side for so long, even deceiving her own master, only to fulfill her mission at the very end..."

"Though the process is hardly worth mentioning, the result is good after all. She can be considered a major contributor to the campaign against Zhou."

"As for those experts who rushed in..."

"To be able to rest eternally with the Human Emperor, who can say this isn't their honor?"

Having said that, the corner of King Wu of Ji's mouth...

...curled into a mocking sneer.

The guards on both sides looked at each other, understanding their king's intention.

Those who had broken into the Star-Plucking Tower were not all disciples of the Ji Dynasty.

If someone really brought Di Xin's head to see him, giving away those hundreds of taels of gold would truly be a bit painful.

But since Di Xin had died at the hands of Su Daji, those worries were gone.

After all...

...Su Daji wasn't even part of their allied lords' forces.

Naturally, she wouldn't come to Ji Fa to ask for a title.

King Wu of Ji spoke no more, gazing at the beacon fire in the distance.

After a long while...

he sighed softly.

"Alas... he who commits many injustices will surely bring about his own destruction."

"He truly is deserted by everyone, utterly alone."

"Di Xin, did you think you still had a chance to escape through the tunnel?"

"But the funny thing is..."

"That tunnel you relied on for survival was seen by my Ji Clan soldiers."

"Your Queen actually blocked that tunnel with her own hands!"

...

Inside Zhaoge City.

Su Daji stood at the very front of the group, holding a blazing torch in her hand.

The firelight reflected off her beautiful cheeks and illuminated the tears in her eyes.

She stared intently at the door that had already been engulfed by flames.

Staring at the tower twisting and groaning in the sea of fire.

Yet she murmured to herself.

"My King, Demon Concubine Su Daji has completed the task you assigned."

"Please come out quickly..."

"You promised Demon Concubine Su Daji."

...

Inside the Star-Plucking Tower.

Almost the instant he stepped into the darkness...

...the breath Di Xin had been forcing himself to hold completely dissipated.

"Pfft—!"

A large mouthful of scalding blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth.

He stumbled forward and collapsed, slamming heavily against the staircase railing.

His earlier composed appearance was not only an act for the two women but also for the people of the Ji Dynasty.

To tell them...

...that even in death, he, Di Xin, would not be weakened in spirit by even half a bit.

But now...

what he had to endure was the most unbearable pain in the world.

His disintegrating body, combined with the residual effects of Queen Jiang's drugs...

...made him feel as though every bone in his body was wailing.

His internal organs felt as if they were being scorched over a fire and repeatedly hammered.

That intense pain was like a bursting dam.

It instantly submerged all his senses.

His vision began to blur, and his ears buzzed.

Di Xin leaned against the railing, gasping for air.

Although his body was in extreme pain, he actually laughed out loud at the last moment.

Because he saw with his own eyes...

...that the combustibles flying into the Star-Plucking Tower from all directions had already begun to slowly ignite this wooden structure.

"Beloved Consort, well done."

The people chasing him downstairs had clearly noticed this as well.

In an instant, the shocked and angry roars of the experts, the sound of weapons hacking through debris, and the crackling of the rapidly spreading flames rang out continuously in Di Xin's ears.

Although his consciousness was already blurred...

...Di Xin could still smell the thick smoke pouring in through the gaps in the stairs.

It was pungent and choking.

He struggled, using his last bit of strength to crawl upward on all fours.

It wasn't to look for a secret passage.

After all, to prevent the Western Zhou experts he had personally chosen to be buried with him from escaping through the secret passage...

...he had instructed Queen Jiang before leaving to seal off the escape route as well.

Di Xin only wanted to crawl higher.

Further away from that door, further away from that figure waiting foolishly outside.

He was afraid she would see him being burned to ashes with her own eyes.

Heh...

Although she would find out sooner or later...

...letting her see it with her own eyes would be too cruel.

Finally, he reached the top floor of the Star-Plucking Tower.

Here, they had once watched the stars and talked through the night together.

Di Xin looked back at the raging fire within the Star-Plucking Tower.

This tower was a brilliant star in Zhaoge City at this moment.

He thought of what he had once told Su Daji...

...about a comet that burns itself out.

He tilted his head and looked to the left.

There was the quiet room where the two had spent their absurd wedding night.

Stumbling into the secret room...

...Di Xin could no longer hold himself up.

Leaning against the wall, he slowly slid down to sit on the floor.

The flames had already caught up.

Tongues of fire greedily licked at the wooden stairs, railings, doors, and windows.

Quickly turning this floor into a purgatory as well.

Through the air distorted by heat and the broken window frames...

...he could vaguely see below.

That purple figure.

She was holding a torch, her beautiful large eyes looking up at the sea of fire.

Her face was blurred in the flickering firelight.

But those eyes, Di Xin saw them very clearly.

They seemed to be trying to penetrate the flames and smoke to find some evidence of his existence.

Silly girl...

Stop looking...

Just leave...

The plan... went very smoothly.

Hearing the screams rising one after another from below...

...Di Xin knew.

Most of the Western Zhou experts were likely buried in the sea of fire.

The soldiers and people of Zhaoge could now abandon the darkness for the light.

As for the target of this round's investment, Su Daji...

...having killed the tyrant with her own hands, she should have escaped the fate of being labeled a "Demon Consort" in the history books.

Even... that cultivation technique should be reaching completion now.

Di Xin slowly lowered his head.

Looking at his chest.

His robes were already soaked through with blood.

Not only was blood overflowing from his mouth, but thin lines of blood also began to seep from his ears, nostrils, and even the corners of his eyes.

This was the sign that his internal organs had completely ruptured, his meridians were shattered, and his life essence was burned out.

The wounds all over his body also split open under the effect of the high temperature.

Warm blood gurgled out, quickly pooling into a small, viscous dark red puddle beneath him.

(Lao Chen!! Finally, the third sacrifice to the heavens is about to happen.)